what does it mean to forgive someone you'll almost certainly never see again? what form does this act take, and what significance can it hold? isn't forgiveness something you give to one who's wronged you? but how can you give it to a person who's no longer there?

I know, in theory, forgiveness can be a gift you give yourself to stop nursing your grudge, to release the psychic resources w/ which you're feeding the attachment to the hurt

I know a lot of things, in theory. but I'm not so sure I really understand

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if I forgive them, from where will I get my satisfaction, my closure? isn't it wrong of me, to forgive such an act? doesn't it mean I'm weak, spineless, too credulous even? to let this slide?

and yet, who can see that I'm holding on? to whom am I trying to prove myself, exactly?

to myself, ofc; some subself wants to convince another of its worth, to justify its existence & allocation of resources. it hasn't fucked up, it isn't weak, just look at how firmly it's holding the line; to acquiesce would be to admit defeat, to dissolve

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reassuring your anxiety that you understand what it's trying to protect you from, that its done it's job, gives that self permission to dissolve

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and yet, isn't this the point? is not the fate of all beings to die? and are not our egos but ephemeral convergence of memory, emotion, and striving?

what job did this self have? what goal is it striving for, fueled by the emotions generated by the memories of this hurt?

does it really want to hold on forever, to bitterly point at these painful events & use them absolve itself of responsibility for the subsequent?

mb that was what I needed, once; assurance that what happened wasn't my fault, that it was done to me. but that's not the whole truth

perhaps forgiveness looks less like "it's okay that you did this to me" and more like "I recognize that your actions were as much a product of your past as mine are", less "this is on you" and more "there were two of us in this situation"

mb it's about accepting that it happened

feels difficult to let go of a painful surprise before you fully understand it; if you didn't predict this one, what else is out there waiting for you? gotta ruminate on it to extract all available insights, to best guard against a potential recurrence

and yet, we can never fully understand any given experience; our observations are limited, our memories imperfect, our reasoning clouded and our motives suspect. given this epistemic context, grasping onto the desire to eliminate all doubt is a maladaptive cope, an avoidance

but just what is it that we're avoiding? integration

every social relationship has its terminals anchored in a mental model of the other person; imagine a tensioned cable from A's model of B to B's model of A

when a relationship is severed violently, the ends whiplash

the sharp end of the connection injures the other-model, their tulpa; that subsection of your psyche begins to hurt, radiating pain outwards

if the prediction error was severe enough, the tulpa may become inconsistent; the apparent modeling failure can become infectious

a grevious mismodeling can trigger an epistemic crisis, the contagion leaking outwards from the injury; often, the mind chooses to quarantine the damaged region, suppressing the memories and dulling their associated emotion

this contains the psychic prion, but it causes a split